And Driver Maes Three

Dahlia hung up the telephone and stared thoughtfully out of the office window at the darkening city. It had been a few months since she and Rob had ended their affair, finally admitting to each other that the problems of family, business and the sheer distance between them was making their relationship impossible. Now, suddenly, here he was calling her and asking if she wanted to go to dinner with him "for old-times sake".

The warm rich sound of his voice had brought back a flood of memories and emotions Dahlia thought she had successfully buried. Even as she heard her voice agree, she wondered at the wisdom of seeing him again. She chided herself for being silly. After all, he was only in town for one night and just wanted to have dinner with an old friend. Having rationalized it neatly to herself, she picked up her keys and her purse then headed home to get ready.

Traffic was heavy and left her little time to shower and change before there was a light knock on her door. Quickly smoothing her dark hair, she opened it and was surprised at the sudden rush of pleasure seeing him again brought her.

A slow, appreciative smile spread across his handsome face. "Well, hello Gorgeous. You certainly are a sight for sore eyes. If you are ready, I have a car waiting downstairs."

Dahlia grabbed her coat and followed him to the elevator. "A car? We could taken mine."

Rob merely smiled again. "Indulge me. I wanted tonight to be special."

As they walked across the lobby, she felt the months of separation slip away. With his arm resting comfortably around her waist, they stepped into the cool night air. At the base of the steps, purred a black, stretch limousine and a crisply uniformed chauffeur standing ready at the door. He opened the door and held it for them, touching his cap in a respectful greeting. "Good evening, ma'am."

She waited until Rob had settled into the soft leather beside her, before asking "You have my curiosity piqued. Where are we going in such style?"

He handed her glass of champagne that the driver had thoughtfully poured from them. "I remember you saying you had never been to the casino, so I thought I'd take you there. Since it is a bit of a drive, it seemed sensible let somebody else drive while we catch up on old times."

The champagne bubbles tickled her nose as she slipped from the glass. Whether it was the wine or the nearness of his warm body after a few slips she began to feel pleasantly warm. As they talked about small things, briefing each other on the tiny events in their lives, she found herself watching the twinkle in his eye and the sensuous curve to his full lips.

She lifted her hand and traced the outline of his lips, remembering the feel of his mouth on her body and long passionate kisses in the heart of the night. As the tips of her fingers stroked softly across the strong line of his jaw and down his neck, Dahlia could feel the slow, steady rhythm of his heart.

Rob held his breath, afraid any sound or movement might halt the movement of her slow exploration of his body. As she glanced at Rob's face, he recognised the sultry look of desire in her dark eyes and felt a rush of anticipation run down his spine. Her hands moved down in front of his shirt, unfastening in the buttons and slipping under the crisp material to stroke over the flesh of his chest.

A movement by the driver made Rob look up and catch the amused smile on the chauffeur's face. He leaned close to Dahlia's ear and whispered "We have an audience."

Dahlia tilted her head back and slipped her hand behind his neck to draw his mouth down to hers. "Then let's give him a show to remember."

Her lips had the feel of smooth silk as they brushed across his, parting, welcoming and the exotic fragrance of her perfume filled his senses. Their tongues touched in a warm, familiar dance that stirred not only his heart and soul but his cock as well. Reaching for her, he lifted her onto his lap and slid her tight, red dress up over her hips so she could straddle his legs. His hand slid up her back and slowly tugged the zipper down until her dress fell loosely from her shoulders. Dahlia sighed as his mouth moved down the curve of her neck to the vale between her soft, lace covered breasts.

Her skin was warm and smooth as his hands swept across her back and he could feel her tremble beneath his touch. As he cupped her breasts, he could feel her nipples grow hard beneath their lace prison and he began teasing them gently with his teeth and thumb. Rob saw her eyes close and heard a soft sigh of pleasure as she surrendered to his touch. He removed the bra and captured one dark, erect nipple, sucking it slowly, firmly into his mouth.

Dahlia felt Rob's other hand move down her body, across her belly and over the lace panties between her spread legs. His fingers rubbed over her mound and found the silky material moist with her excitement. A knowing smile spread across his face when his fingers grazed across the nub of her desire and he felt her hips jerk against his hand. As he continued to stroke her fabric-covered pussy, he felt her hands grab his shoulders as support for her gyrating body.

Suddenly, he pulled his hand away from her pussy and ran his moist fingertips across her lips. In a dark, husky voice he asked "Do you want to feel my fingers inside you?"

Her tongue flicked across his fingers, the salty flavour of her juices filling her mouth. "Yes." She breathed. "I want to feel your fingers deep within me."

With a quick jerk, Rob tore the fragile panties from her body and slid his hand under her moist pussy. She was wet and slick, allowing him to thrust deep into her velvet depths. She gave a low throaty moan as he entered her, the heel of his hand rocking against her sensitive clit and sending a jolt of lust through her body. Her hips moved in the slow rhythm of his hand.

"Do you like this, baby?" He asked with a grin, already knowing the answer.

"Oh, yesssss." Dahlia moaned. "I love it when you touch me like this. Please Rob. Give me more."

He slipped the third finger into her and felt the hot, tight walls of her pussy clutch at his fingers. Her juices flowed over his hand wetting his wrist as he plunged in and out of her. His cock strained against his pants, throbbing urgently and feeling enormous.

Filled with the urge to taste her sweet nectar, Rob lifted her from his lap and set her on the plush leather seat. He knelt between her thighs and ran his hands up the smooth stocking on her legs. The sight of the black lace garter and the intoxicating scent of her glistening wet pussy sent a rush of lust through his body and he bent to kiss her creamy exposed flesh.

The touch of his lips on her skin made Dahlia gasp with pure delight. Wherever his warm moist lips touched made her tingle and she longed to feel his mouth on the nub of her desire. She felt him a slip his hands under her ass and slide her forward on the seat. His warm breath seemed to ignite her hot skin and when his tongue washed over her pink swollen lips, she breathed a throaty moan. Rob's lips tugged and teased at her soft flesh before closing over her clit and sucking it into his mouth.

He felt her hips jerk up and begin urgently rubbing her pussy into his face. With his tongue, he thrust into her depths and his mouth was filled with salty taste of her passion. She was breathing hard and fast as she begged him to fuck her. Her hands pulled him up and began to quickly strip away his clothes until he kneeled naked before her.

Dahlia ran her hands down his flesh to where his cock jutted hard and throbbing from his body. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him closer until the dark tip of his cock pressed against her wet pussy. Rob could see her need, from the pink flush of her cheeks to the dark, taut peaks of her nipples. He leaned forward and kissed her savagely, feeling her long nails rake across his back as he thrust his cock home. Buried deep within her, he paused, motionless, feeling the velvet the walls of her pussy clutch and stroke his throbbing cock. Slowly, he began to withdraw from her until just the tip remained before plunging back into her and hearing her groan. Again and again he repeated his slow movements, feeling the delicious tension building in both of their bodies until the overpowering urge to fuck swept over him.

The limo was filled with the sound and scent of their building passion and neither noticed the driver had pulled the big car over so he could watch undistracted by the demands of the road. The chauffer had his cock in his hand and stroked along with the couple in the back seat.

Thrusting in long, hard strokes, Rob could feel the hot cum surging through his balls and rushing up his spasming cock. His body jerked, sending thick spatters of cum deep within her pussy. Dahlia's body arched against his, her head thrown back as glorious orgasm rushed through her and squeezed every drop from his cock. Slowly, finally, her trembling body began to relax and she opened her eyes. Glancing around the luxurious interior of the limousine, she grinned at him and asked "I don't suppose this car comes equipped with towels?"

The driver's spent voice came from the front. "Yes, ma'am. In the cupboard und the bar. Could you pass one up here?"